Jodi Picoult Quote
My father died last year, Thomas said. I still look for him in crowds. I’m sorry. He shrugged. I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room—but eventually, you learn to live with it.
Jodi Picoult
My father died last year, Thomas said. I still look for him in crowds. I’m sorry. He shrugged. I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room—but eventually, you learn to live with it.